” “No, Daddy it’s not OK, you had to have heard what Karen and I were doing and I am so embarrassed.” “What’s to be embarrassed about? Wha...t was I supposed to have heard?” I tried to play off that there was complete innocence on both our parts, but she saw right through the disguise.“Oh, Dad I know you heard, I left my bedroom door open and you are a light sleeper. Please don’t tell Mom, she’d go off the deep end and…”“What exactly did you and Karen do that would be so bad that you would not. She began dropping by my work station to discretely rub against me, leaving me with a raging hard on. We would leave for lunch in separate cars to meet at the park, where she would suck my dick then ride me to a mutual orgasm. I wanted desperately to spend the night with her, but Ned was always in the way. Finally, though, he had a weekend-long tennis tournament. I've never, before or since, had such a sex-filled weekend. We fucked and sucked in every position, in every room, and on every. " I don't think anything. I'm looking for the Truth." cut in Zell. He reached for the wing-nut again. "Oh, for the love of Jesus Christ, noo! I'll do anything, just take it off! Please, I beg you, don't do iit!!!" "Then confess!" yelled Zell. "Confess and I'll end this torture at once!"I didn't know what to do or say. Perhaps I remained silent far to long, because Zell, with a quick move, turned the nut again.I can't describe the voice that came from my throat. I screamed and screamed in. With each song, my body danced in time to the music, rocking back and forth in the chair. Many men had come forward, asking for a dance, but I had declined all offers, choosing to just watch the crowd and sit. The barmaid came to my table and placed a fresh margarita down. Nodding to the men behind me, she said "with their compliments." As I turned my head to thank them, my face almost touched the man's crotch. I felt his hand on my shoulder and I shivered slightly. Seconds later, I felt.